Black hole..(Very Random.. and not well checked over)

I am a black hole.
Probably not in the way you are thinking.
I am not a black hole.
Probably not what you're thinking.
I feel like a black hole.
More so to speak.
But...
Probably not in the way you are thinking.
I can see my skin as swirling black murky darkness.
I have disappeared.
So in a way,
I guess I am a black hole,
but not really.
In the distance.
Between my chest and stomach,
is the center.
Of the black hole.
So it is the part of me that's hollow,
But...
Looks beyond full.
I can't really tell.
neither can you.
But you don't care,
So, really you aren't thinking about it anyway.
of course,
it's not as if you can read my mind.
Hear the things that run through my head,
Nor will you ever read this.
So I suppose it would be odd,
if you were to consider me a black hole,
unless i am a black hole,
in a different sense.
And now that i think of it.
Maybe i am.
in a way,
but to think farther in to that,
i would have to think,
nah.
too much thinking.
I will not go into how i swallow everything (wink)..
Whole (jk..Too single and hating people)
More so..
I forever want more,
Making me ungrateful..
not what i want to be..
(I blame genetics)
My black hole, is the hollow empty heaviness I feel,
in the distance between.
my stomach and my chest.
you know the feeling.
The uncomfortable (or comfortable if it's been like that for long enough)
feeling the ebbs and flows,
Back and forth,
there and not.
That comes with sadness,
or in other words nothingness,
How can you be sad,
And not know why?
Making it nothingness.